Financially straitened and on the path to spinsterhood,
Venetia Milton thought her stay at the remote, ramshackle
Arcane House would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to
engineer her own ravishment. She was there to photograph
the artifacts collected by a highly secretive
organization, founded two centuries earlier by an
alchemist. And the alchemist's descendant - her employer,
Gabriel Jones - had the eyes of a sorcerer…

But despite her intent to seduce the man and move on, she
is shattered to return home and, just a week later, read
of his violent demise in the press. She uses the sizable
fee Mr. Jones paid and establishes a new life, opening a
gallery in London. Of course, posing as a respectable
widow makes it easier to do business, so - in a private
tribute to her lost, only lover - she takes on the
identity of “Mrs. Jones.” But her romantic whim will cause
unexpected trouble.

For one thing, Mr. Jones is about to stride, living and
breathing, back into her life. And the two share more than
a memory of passion - indeed, they are bonded by a highly
unusual sort of vision, one that goes far beyond Venetia's
abilities as a photographer. They also have in common a
terrible threat - for someone has stolen a centuries-old
notebook from Arcane House, containing a formula believed
to enhance psychic powers of the kind Gabriel and Venetia
possess. And the thief wants to know more - even if he
must kill the keeper of the Arcane Society's treasures, or
photographer who catalogued them, to obtain such
knowledge.